Jaime looked up at Olivia, mesmerized by her slick skin and heavy, swaying breasts as her grip on the headboard seemed to tighten amidst Jaime’s fervent ministrations. She released one ass cheek to sneak her fingers between Olivia’s legs.
Olivia groaned, her eyelids fluttering shut as she bowed her head. “God,” she hissed.
Jaime gazed up, observing Olivia’s features when she pressed three fingers inside in one smooth, fast motion, entranced by the snug heat encasing her digits.
Olivia’s face twitched, and she worried her lower lip, but she seemed to welcome the deep penetration.
Jaime thrust in and out in a steady rhythm while picking up the speed of her tongue, swirling the hardened nub in fast strokes before once more sucking Olivia’s clit into her mouth.
A whimper escaped Olivia’s lips, delighting Jaime more than she could fathom.
The gyrations of Olivia’s hips increased, and she panted as she rode Jaime’s mouth, chasing her orgasm.
Jaime felt almost drunk with arousal. She couldn’t remembereverbeing this wet, and the tension in her lower stomach, the urge to find pressure, friction, was driving her to distraction. Yet nothing would have made her stop devouring Olivia.
Olivia’s knuckles paled and her body stiffened before a stuttered moan left her lips and she shook as wave after wave of a hard climax seemed to wash over her.
Jaime continued, imbibing Olivia’s rush of excitement while she softened the strokes of her tongue and allowed her thrusts to grow shallow.
Quivering, Olivia bowed her head again—her body covered in a sheen of sweat. She groaned.
A broken “Jaime” fell from her lips, sounding almost needy and in pain over her decision to continue or stop. The sound hit Jaime like a blow, and she redoubled her efforts, needing to see and feel Olivia tumble over the edge again.
trial by ambush
Thetablesdidn’tturnon Olivia. It just didn’t happen. Yet, here they did, and Jaime had sent Olivia reeling. Wasn’tshesupposed to reduce Jaime to her baser instincts? Instead, Jaime was acting as if she wanted to swallow Olivia alive, and strangely enough, Olivia was keen to let her. Of course, she had been quite taken by Jaime Lachlan for a while, but still, to give up the reins so easily?
All these thoughts and doubts vanished under Jaime’s onslaught, and after coming hard, Jaime seemed determined to continue, to catapult her down another slope, and once again, Olivia let her.
Jaime’s eyes, staring up at her, enthralled Olivia. She’d not expected to see such a blazing hunger in their dark depth and more importantly, directed ather—she’d live on the image, who was she kidding, she’dcometo this image for a long time.
Jaime’s fingers and her tongue once more worked in tandem to drive Olivia insane. She felt full, stretched to her limit with Jaime’s fingers inside her, though she now also welcomed the shallower thrusts as they added a different urgency to their coupling.
Olivia’s eyes shuttered closed and she couldn’t hold back a long moan as her body raced toward another blinding climax.
Jaime’s first gentle strokes had convinced Olivia to resume when her peak had urged her to collapse on top of her lover. Now, Jaime’s attentions grew more insistent—her tongue lashed Olivia’s clit with a force that almost hurt.
Olivia felt heavy, and she struggled to remain upright, though Jaime’s iron grip on her ass helped stabilize her somewhat. She panted, unable to decide whether to draw this out or hurry up.
Jaime’s fast strokes with both her tongue and fingers wrestled the decision from Olivia, and she stilled, shaking, before an almost violent orgasm ripped through her, seeming to singe her every nerve.
Olivia sobbed her release into the room with tears streaming down her face and the taste of copper on her tongue.
Jaime seized Olivia’s hips and pulled her further down to where she dropped bonelessly on top of Jaime, trying to catch her breath.
Olivia resisted the urge to bury herself in Jaime’s embrace and drift off to sleep, and instead, she focused on Jaime’s taut frame, on the little tremor rushing through her body.
All the ideas she had spun about what to do with Jaime surged back, swamping her brain, and Olivia groaned, rising to connect their lips in a torrid kiss. Sheneededto make Jaime lose control.
Jaime returned Olivia’s kiss with equal fervor, her fingers once more tightening on Olivia.
Olivia moaned when Jaime’s nails raked down her back, but she’d not be drawn into this web again. Instead, she snuck her hand down, first rubbing her fingers across Jaime’s pert nipples before trailing down a twitching stomach to dip into the wellspring of liquid heat. She panted at the copious amount of arousal coating her fingers.
Jaime’s head dug deeper into the pillow, and she broke the kiss, staring up at Olivia with a feverish gaze and parted lips. A sigh fellfrom her lips when Olivia pressed two fingers inside her warm, sodden core.
“More,” Jaime rasped.
The tone shot right between Olivia’s legs, and she could only nod and adhere to Jaime’s request. She pulled out, only to push back inside with three fingers, rapt by how tight Jaime felt around her fingers.
